This pic i took in a street of savannah (border of GA)..u c ths plants hanging all over the tree branches it looks like grass to me,,in nites u shud c its a lil scary when u c ths trees....and savannah is said as haunted place ooooooooooh.

Monday, June 26, 2006

I have loved flowers that fade,Within whose magic tentsRich hues have marriage madeWith sweet unmemoried scents:A honeymoon delight,A joy of love at sight,That ages in an hourMy song be like a flower!.

I have loved airs that dieBefore their charm is writAlong a liquid skyTrembling to welcome it.Notes, that with pulse of fireProclaim the spirit's desire,Then die, and are nowhereMy song be like an air!.

Die, song, die like a breath,And wither as a bloom;Fear not a flowery death,Dread not an airy tomb!Fly with delight, fly hence!'Twas thine love's tender senseTo feast; now on thy bierBeauty shall shed a tear.